In fact, she doesn't like to eat sugar gourds, it's true, and the prince likes to eat them, and he often can't eat them in the palace.

Although the status is noble, it is not much better.

The two could not talk one after another, and Fu Qianqian placed a book on the table.

"Li Langyunci"

"This is a newly found book in the Hanlin Academy, in a ruined temple in Qucheng, a beggar is holding this book and baking steamed buns."

Speaking of this, his tone was full of regret and regret, "There is only half of this book left, but unfortunately, the sentences in it are graceful and concise, although there are no gorgeous words, but you can still feel the true feelings of the sentences." ”

Jiang Yunhe was attracted to the past all of a sudden, euphemism?

The Dachun Dynasty can not find a decent euphemistic words, those few today's representatives are written some glamorous words, nothing more than perennial haunts in the flower street and willow lane, describing some scenes of seeking pleasure, catering to the world's love for the psychology of the talented and beautiful.

If she counted forward, maybe she could really find some good words and sentences, and she couldn't help but want to open it and take a look at such a book.

Fu Qianqian really understood her, it turned out that he asked her out for this book.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yunhe was instantly embarrassed, it turned out that she was self-inflicted, and thought that people wanted to continue to entangle, but she didn't expect that people's hearts were like water, and they just simply exchanged poems with themselves.

Before she opened the book, she saw Fu Qianqian's expression change greatly.

His eyes looked out of the door coldly, and his eyes seemed to be quenched with a thousand years of ice.

Jiang Yunhe looked outside Yemen, but only saw a red afterimage.

At this time, Fu Qianqian had already gotten up and walked out of the door.

She was still waiting for him to give an explanation, what happened, who knew that Fu didn't say anything, and just grabbed the door.

Jiang Yunhe had no choice but to continue to return to his seat, it seemed that this matter had nothing to do with her, and there was no need to cause unnecessary trouble.

Her hand reached out to the book of "Li Langyun Ci", and after thinking about it, she still didn't open it, the more precious things are, the more she can't touch them without asking her master's permission.

She has always been a person who can sit still, just waiting quietly, her soft eyebrows and eyes make everything look like the years are quiet, she alone is a painting.

The top floor of the Ming Chun Pavilion is the most suitable place for discussions, but it is also the most expensive place.

It is said that Mingchun Pavilion is noble and elegant, suitable for literati and ink writers, but only when it is covered with copper stench can it be qualified to step into this door.

All the elegance in this world has always been disliked, and it has nothing to do with poverty.

Fu Qianqian followed the men and women in front of him all the way upstairs, he tried not to make a movement, suppressing the anger in his heart.

Good, good, he thought to himself, the woman didn't notice him.

Until the two of them entered the Tianzi room and carefully closed the door, he clenched his fists, but did not break in directly, but stuck to the door.

The guards of Mingchun Pavilion motioned for him to go, a sneer curled into the corner of his mouth, and in a moment, the guards on the top floor had already fallen.

Recently, his Ice Sword Technique has been cultivated to the seventh level, and even his internal strength has been much deeper, and it is easy to deal with these people.

He just made them faint temporarily, after all, if there was really any movement, it would not end well.

The woman in the room had bright eyes and bright teeth, and her eyes were naturally seductive, and she was looking at the man in front of her indifferently at this time.

And the man was upright, his hair was tied high, and his every move was an insurmountable chasm.

But there is no doubt that the two men knew each other, but they were like enemies who hadn't seen each other for hundreds of years.

Neither of them would give each other a smile.